Oh My......

I have the post-party blues in a big way.

I haven't thrown a party in years and the last

time I threw a big one I was 18, my parents were out of town, the Garfield County Sheriff paid a visit, cars were forgotten in my driveway for days and every once in a blue moon I run into someone who only knows me as "the girl that threw that legendary party in the mountains".

In light of recent revelations, I decided to throw myself a party. It was to celebrate the fact that I am 25, happily unemployed, and still standing upright. I found the perfect place to do it. The Bump & Grind is this AMAZING cafe uptown that has every bright color slapped on the walls, funky tables and chairs, disco balls, every candy under the sun and drag queens. The drag queens were my selling point. And do not tell a soul, but it was DIRT CHEAP to rent. And Ross bought the liquor. My only job was to find a cheap dress and keep a bottle of champagne in my hands at all times.

It was a major success. I was terrified that no one showed up and I must've chased everyone I know around for WEEKS harassing them about whether or not they were coming.

And they came.

And now everytime I talk to anyone that was there, they tell me how what a great party I throw.

I am so doing this next year. If the industry wasn't so oversaturated I would do it exclusively, but that would probably suck all the fun out of it.

So this poses a whole other problem. My only obligation is to school (classes, ensembles, and clubs). I am keeping up with everything without a problem and my only regret is that I didn't suck it up, take out the loans and do this sooner. It took my body months and months to adjust to waking up at 330 am and everything else suffered. Now I fall asleep at midnight, wake up at 730 when Ross leaves and am developing quite the taste for the high life. Well, dammit, it's about time. I just need to not let it turn into making up for lost time. But if anyone asks me out for happy hour in the middle of the week, I'm not exactly inclined to say no. I'm still struggling with my ensemble section and I can't figure out what their problem is with me. Before, sure, I could be a nasty bitch with the rest of them. But now I just show up, make jokes with Tully and Greg (the two to my right) and play for the sheer joy of it...and I shower, which is apparently a foreign concept to some of them...

To points for me today: I mixed my first studio track today (after putting it off for YEARS) and I just got back from a run. Since my body isn't in a constant state of exhaustion (what a luxury), my legs feel stronger than ever. I feel a raw week coming on, perhaps to help filter out the champagne. Tonight I'm going to take an exam and do some strength and pilates.